Self appointed prophet
Putting forth prayers and
Pamphlets as you tear
The room asunder --
No regard for mortals,
But you brush it off with
A smile so sweet, a touch
Of the arm and divine influence --
After all, it’s your duty
Hands raise in the air,
You plead us to join you,
To save our souls and
Get redemption in turn
For a half-hearted prayer
If searching souls and
Turning them pure is your
Mission, then dear Susan,
You need to face the mirror
To truly find God
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 9:50 PM UTC
Self appointed prophet
Putting forth prayers and
Pamphlets as you tear
The room asunder --
No regard for mortals,
But you brush it off with
A smile so sweet, a touch
Of the arm and divine influence --
After all, it’s your duty
Hands raise in the air,
You plead us to join you,
To save our souls and
Get redemption in turn
For a half-hearted prayer
If searching souls and
Turning them pure is your
Mission, then dear Susan,
You need to face the mirror
To truly find God
insp. by susan and god (1940_
